Everything pre-sorted the night before for this mornings mini adventure. To be honest when I checked the weather yesterday I wasn't sure I would be heading out for a ride with John & Peter, I'm getting soft in my old age.
I messaged John telling him I would have a look out my window early on and make a decision based on A. The weather and B. If I could be arsed. Anyhoo I was up relatively early, peered out of the window and thought it didn't look bad and I felt up for it.
I had already chosen my weapon of choice, and as such had fitted the tendons to my Bartlett Tendon. I had decided to take my Silverback Synergy Fat Bike. My other bikes are in need of some TLC, my old Ibis is a bit of a dog and needs pulling out of the shed and servicing. My Sandman Hoggar, which I love hasn't been used in a while either. Not sure I would have got all the way around on that bike, as man the Surly Tires fitted drag like hell. My Orbea Gain gravel bike wasn't suitable for where we planned, so it came down to the trusty Silverback Fat. You see now that I am down to 6 bikes it's very clear I need to restock my stable so that I have a choice dependent on conditions and what I intend to do LoL.
And to that I am still on the fence about a Santa Cruz Heckler SL and recently I have been looking at an Orbea Laufey H-LTD 2024 which is an analogue 29'er.
Orbea Laufey H-LTD 2024
As I mentioned the tyres on My Sandman I may as well tell you about the Shwalbe's fitted to the Silverback. These are absolutely terrible in the mud, how I never fell off today is just pure luck as I was sliding and loosing traction all over.
On to todays mini mud fest. Well 9:00 am arrived and no John or Peter. There I was waiting outside and trying to see up the bank, the fog becoming thicker in the 10 minutes I stood waiting. John then called saying Peter had a puncture in his back wheel and was on trying to fix it. I took the time I was waiting as an opportunity to go across over on to the green opposite our house to clear up a black bin bag which had been left by some scuffy git, the contents strewn all over the grass, empty beer cans and pizza boxes and other various bits and bobs of rubbish. Ern came out to help and gave me a pair of gloves and one of those picky uppy thingies. After completing my community service John rang again saying Peter had now tried fixing the puncture 3 times, but it just kept going down.
Time to call on the services of Super Ern. Ern and I had a quick rummage in our shed and found two 29'er inner tubes, jumped in Ern's car and headed up to Peters. After inspecting his tyre and wheel and handing Peter one of the new inner tubes he went about installing it. "What do you mean Peter you don't have any tyre levers"? Peter then tried using two spoons. Upon going to inflate the tyre "Psssssssssss"! "Ok lets go down to ours and try the other tube down there as we have more gear"
Yay it stayed up
Down home Ern removed the tube Peter had just put in, Peter must have nipped the tube a there were two small nicks... Damn spoons. Ern and I then had a go at putting in another new tube and although it was a faff and really hard to get the tube in without being nipped, the tyre appearing to wide for the skinny little rims, we eventually managed and the tyre stayed up. Moral of the story "get some tyre levers, oh and a track pump".
Ok we were off, heading down the street and going up to the farmers trail.
Heading to No Place and then Beamish.
Farmers Trail
Me and Peter coming up the muddy farmers trail
Going into Beamish Woods and having a little play. I took John & Peter to where the jumps and berms had been put in. Quite a bit of pushing up the hills as they were slippy as hell with mud and roots.
Pleased I put my long Endura pants on today
The Stream was pretty high today
John
All the fallen leaves looked pretty
I had a quick bash at coming over one of the drop offs and John who was acting camera man with his fancy Apple phone got some decent shots today.
Beamish Woods
Love not acting my age
Useless Fat Tyres with no grip at all
Following on from Beamish and having traversed the trail at the top of the woods, we then got on to a off road section that would bring us to the main road, and we headed as if going towards Sunnyside. I was pretty tired, however just kept plodding away, until we got back on ayet another off road trail that would take us towards Tanfield Railway.
A little plays in the puddles at this point.
Nowt like playing in puddles
Don't think the old dears where impressed with me playing
Weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!
Peter having fun
Once opposite Tanfield Railway's car park, we headed along the Causey Arch Road and to the picnic area and took the trail towards Tanfield, riding along past the Industrial estate and up on to the C2C and from there home.
This burn was hand dug out and is really steep at yon side
I said my goodbyes to the lads and when I got home was he my bike. Ern and I had a Quick Look at my Race Face dropper seat post as it had been sticking throughout my ride, then. went indoors. My dad had got me an allay breakfast. I had a lovely hot shower got me clothes back on and the wolfed down the breakfast which I was really ready for.
A very enjoyable ride, even if my old bones are slightly aching a bit.
Wow! Super excited for everyone involved in the making of "Meet The Local Hero" which has won another award over at the TMFF - The Monthly Film Festival. The award was for the Documentary of the month. Things are going super well and we are hopefully just getting started as the film has been entered into a lot more Film Festivals.
The short documentary which is based around my passion for riding and how I went from a fit and healthy 27 year old, working a regular job as a postman to being diagnosed with a giant cell tumour and eventually amputation of my Right leg, after over a decade of battling to not only save my limb, but also my sanity.
The short story tries to encompass the feelings of rising up from the darkest depths to then climb up step by step and face new and exciting challenges and reclaim a life. With the support of my amazing dad and people who saw something in me.
Both my dad and myself cannot thank everyone involved in the making of this film, it was such a privilege to be asked to take part.
I have been described as "Irrepressible" I would like to think I took control of my life back. My wish is that this short documentary will go on to inspire other people not to give up, to follow their dreams and goals and continue on their own journey doing the things that bring them happiness.
I have a few dilemmas going on, let me explain. After parting ways with my Specialized Turbo Levo eBike, which I had had for about 4 years, a bike which was a fairly trusty companion and I really enjoyed riding, well I have not replaced her.
Do I need another bike? specifically an eBike. My answer would be, "If I am going to get another bike, it most certainly would be of the electric variety".
My reasoning... Well as an above knee amputee, whilst I can ride an ordinary analogue bike, if I go out a few days in a row I find I am thoroughly knackered. Where as on an eBike I can use as little or as much assist and I am able to get out more regularly. It's not cheating as the majority of the time I rode my Specialized in Eco mode, it just kind of gave me my leg back.
Anyhoo whether to get a new bike is not the end of my dilemmas. There are a whole host of things to consider. I mean it's not just do I get an eBike, it's which one, do I go for a full power or opt for one of these new Mid Power bikes? And a big part of also getting a new ride is Wow they cost quite a few dabllons. The price of eBikes has shot up. The equivalent to my Specialized is now £1000 more expensive that when I purchased my bike. Also technology has moved on, as I see you can get bikes with wireless shifting, this being available on the AXS version of the Heckler.
I think I have it down to two candidates, either a Santa Cruz Heckler SL in Magenta and a size XL, more on the sizing in a moment or do I go for the Orbea Rise and get a model at the same price point. With the Orbea Rise you appear to get a lot more bang for your buck, and I see Orbea is offering a free range extender on some models. They come with top end kit and can be customised with colour and various parts.
Santa Cruz Heckler SL
Santa Cruz Heckler SL
Orbea Rise
Orbea Rise
With the Santa Cruz bikes I think you are paying top dollar for a boutique name. That said the Santa Cruz SL has had some really good reviews and apparently is top in its class for power and range.
Back to the sizing for the Santa Cruz. I am a tad over 6 feet, so I am between sizes Large and X - Large. I popped into Start Cycles a couple of weeks ago and got the chance to see a Santa Cruz Heckler SL in all its glory. A beautiful looking bike, the model on display was a XXL. One of Starts customer advisers Rhys was on hand to have a chat about the Santa Cruz and using a neat website called Geometry Geeks, he was able to see how a Santa Cruz Nomad which they had on display in a size XL compared to the Heckler. I was then invited to have a sit on the Nomad. Whilst the Nomad felt totally different to my Specilaized, it was a fairly comfortable fit, so this helped me decide if I went for a Santa Cruz Heckler an XL would be the best fit.
Okay so why the title Chicken and the Egg. Well more dilemmas. I mean for you "Norms" out there who don't have a limb missing it's a bit more simple, just save up and go and buy a bike. However for me I need a prosthetic limb to be able to ride my bike, and I am not talking just any knee. Nope my knee of choice as anyone who reads my waffle will know is the Bartlett Tendon. My current BTK is getting on a bit and starting to snap bolts, tendons and its rattling like hell in the frame where it is wearing. I mean fair play to this knee I have been riding 1531 consecutive days, and that is just when I started keeping track, so the knee gets a lot of use.
Bartlett Tendon Infinity Knee G3
A new knee is almost the same price as a new bike, and that is not including a new socket, something else I could do with as mine at the moment is way to big and my leg keeps slipping off.
So as you can see, or rather read lol. I may be able to finance a new bike, no way I can stump up all the cash in one go, however then if my knee gives up the ghost not be able to ride it. Or I could attempt to finance a new knee, possibly socket, however then not have a nice shiny new bike.
Or I could just not buy either, sit on my ass all day and watch day time TV, feel sorry for myself and become a couch tattie. Fuck that it's just not in my Dna. Im way too proactive for that. I will continue moving forward and guess figure things out, whilst looking at bike porn online and rattling away riding on my current knee.
Following my ride out this morning I retuned to some fantastic news from my good friend Dragos who shot the short documentary telling my story. Dragos informed me that the film had been awarded 3 awards of excellence. This is awesome and hopefully just the start of more awards.
From my point of view I don't consider myself to be a Hero, that is the title of the film, which was created and presented to me way before filming even began. The concept and ideas, the creation to the final result all goes down to the dedicated hard work of the team of people who put so much time and effort into capturing part of someones life and retelling their story, trying to encapsulate the highs and lows and hopefully inspiring an audience.
I feel so grateful to have been invited to recount my story and as an added bonus met some amazing people. A huge thank you to everyone involved and also to Indie Fest for the recognition.
Award of Excellence Special Mention - Documentary Short
Award of Excellence: Disability Issues
Award of Excellence: Editing
We are over the moon with gratitude and excitement!
Huge thanks to The Indie Festfor recognizing our film in these categories. It's a testament to the incredible efforts of our dedicated team.
To everyone who supported us on this journey, THANK YOU! Your encouragement and enthusiasm mean the world to us. Stay tuned for more updates as we continue to share the inspiring story of Glenn Johnstone, our Local Hero.
Proper enjoyed the first ride out of 2024. Yes it was a tad chilly, yes my prosthetic leg was constantly coming loose and annoying me, and yes I had to wear a pair of gigs because my eyesight has continued to get to the stage where if I don't wear them everything is just a blur.
I went out for a ride with my long time pal John and he introduced me to one of his friends Peter. We had discussed earlier in the week via WhatsApp where to go and decided a short venture up to Hownsgill Cafe would suit us. John hasn't ridden for about 6 months and whilst I have been riding everyday, it's generally just 30 minutes or so indoors on my turbo trainer.
Usually my prep for heading out is a case of rushing around in the morning and trying to find things I have always mislaid, however lthe night before I had prepared my stuff, so this morning was a nice relaxed, well semi relaxed, as I was aggravated and stressed over my leg not fitting sort of morning.
I had made sure my Orbea Gain eBike was full charged. Deciding to take this, as it makes life a little easier, especially as I wasn't going to be wearing tendons on my Bartlett Tendon Knee. I am down to my last 2 shouldered studs for the cams, as I have been finding they have been snapping for some reason. I didn't want to risk snapping the last ones, until some replacements have arrived. So not taking my Fat Bike and therefore having to fit the tendons and cams, was the plan. As we were just going to be riding mostly on the C2C route and no muddy woodland trails. Ern (my Dad) has measured the shouldered studs and been able to source a place on line to get some replacements, almost £60 for 10, so quite expensive So hopefully I get out with tendons on soon. I have sold my `Specialized Turbo Levo and would dearly love a new E- mountain bike, it's just they are expensive and what with having my current leg issues I think I am going to have to put future plans on hold.
A nice steady ride up Durham Road and onto Wear Road and John's, yes I cheated slightly and had the bike on Level 2, however apart from coming up the bank I didn't have the bike turned on throughout the rest of the ride. I met John at his house and he introduced me to his new wee dog "Bruno", he is a Pomee something or other breed, definitely doesn't look like a Bruno, `I think `I am going to call him Frank. Nobbling after Peter rode over and John introduced us.
Glenn, John and Peter
We had a quick ride to Asda so I could get a few quid outdoor a breakfast then off we went heading to Consett . As we rode up towards Consett in certain areas single file, it gave me time to think, of how much I enjoy just being out in the fresh air and try to reflect on yeah things are not great prosthetic limb wise, nothing is fitting and a lot of stuff needs replacing. I have just been back to the Disability Services Centre, this is where I get my NHS funded bits and bobs. I attended yesterday to take delivery of a new socket.
I am currently on wearing it to see if I can get away with it. So far the jury is out, it feels uncomfortable compared to my old socket. When I fit a seal it feels like I am being pushed out of the socket and when I sit down I lose the vacuum seal which keeps it on. Im feel like Bambi on Ice walking. It is soooo! stressful and frustrating, I just want to get on and do day to day normal stuff, however at the moment almost every thought from getting up to going to bed is based somewhere around " Aww F@$king hell this poxy leg" or lack of it. So many people take for granted just being able to climb stairs, run, dance or even trip up but be able to catch themselves. I can deal with having my leg amputated, it's the fact of when my prosthetic leg doesn't fit, it just brings me right down. Anyhoo getting back to the reflection bit, I just thought "Glenn count your blessings, your out, your trying to make the best of a bad situation, and give yourself a little credit, you haven't given up". Maybe I am getting a little better at not being So hard on myself all the time.
Glenn on the Orbea Gain
My prosthetist from the DSC rang me in the afternoon following my visit to inform me my Rheo XC microprocessor knee is about buggered, so she is ordering me a new one, and would I also like a new foot. "Sure what ever you think best" I replied. Just a shame I cannot get a new Bartlett Tendon knee and socket from the NHS, as both of those need replacing.
I can't imagine not being able to ride, it is so much of who I am, it has kept me going, given my opportunities and I have met so many awesome people through cycling. Being disabled... weird as I have just subconsciously stopped typing whilst writing this sentence and thought to myself " What I'm disabled ? I don't think of myself as disabled, I am just different". Yet being different is very expensive. Again it makes me realise how fortunate I have been in the past to be supported by various people and companies.
Moving on I guess I am going to have to look at approaching various foundations fort grants and doing a lot of saving if I want to continue cycling.
For the time being it's going to be a case of trying to prolong the life of my worn out bits n bobs, with replacement bolts and possibly some Gaffa tape to keep my leg attached LoL.
Parked up at the cafe
Anyhoo back to the ride, we ended up at Hownsgill Cafe, each of us ordered the full English breakfast and a cup of coffee. Not badly priced I think, I don't go out much for meals so not sure of the current cost of stuff, but £5.70 for the breakfast and £1.60 for a coffee which certainly hit the spot on a cold morning seemed like a good deal.
The ride back was as pleasurable as the ride there, a little easier coming back I would say, with some good craic, so all in all a canny morning.
Me and Peter
I couldn't be arsed to get my phone out and take pictures, so relied on John to send me some snaps through. John is like Inspector Gadget what with his new fangled Apple Watch and phone Lol.
Hello and Best wishes for the New Year, its my first post of 2024.
Already a mixed bag of really exciting Highs "Yay" and really stressful and frustrating lows "Boo"!
My blog as anyone who likes to follow it or comes across the various things I post, will know it is about keeping it real. I don't live in a Social Media world of fake news and endless rays of sunshine where my life is super hunky dory every single day. Nope I am just an ordinary bloke, who like a great deal of other people is trying to make the most of this thing we call life, find fun, love and happiness and try to put all the other crap to one side.
You may ask well what is going on ? Well I will start with the Low as I would like to end on a positive. I mean who wants to listen to someone whine on right?
Basically it's the same old same old and for those amputees out there you will totally get this " Socket Fit". I was off work 4 1/2 months at the start of 2023 as my socket was killing me. I was bottoming out and basically mobilising weight bearing on my cut femur. I attended the Disability Service Centre and after a number of visits a socket was produced and "Aww Crap" it didn't fit. I then just informed the DSC and my prosthetist to put my old socket back on to my knee and went back to work. Well it's been over a year, walking around with an ill fitting socket. I have tried all sorts, of temporary fixes, extra stump socks, two, even 3 seals and it hasn't really solved the problem. Tomorrow I am back to the DSC I have been seeing a new prosthetist and hopefully I will be getting a "Boa adjustable socket" and it will fit and I can go on my happy way. I am trying to keep an open and positive mind, as man this ill fitting socket has really knocked my confidence in my mobility and has me in a right moody frame of mind. It doesn't help that my cycling socket is an exact replica of my current everyday socket, so although I am still cycling everyday, mainly on my indoor Turbo Trainer, I am constantly having to stop and adjust my socket.
And that is all I have to really complain about.
Okay, positives, well last year I was invited to take part in a short documentary film. It has now all been put together and is just about due for release. Dragos the film maker and now very close friend keeps me updated and he was very pleased to announce that the film has been nominated so far for 5 film festivals. This is great news and so exciting.
I am no longer on Facebook, however I know "This is Insomnia" the production company has a Facebook page.
I really would like to see the film do well, not because I consider myself a local hero as the title suggests, no its because Dragos and everyone involved in the making of the film have put so much hard work into its production. Dragos wanted a specific message to be taken from the film and I think he has captured that. The fact that as I have said I am just an ordinary lad, I was never going to be a world champ BMX'er or Downhill racer, no I just wanted to get back to doing something I had a passion for from being a young kid and that was riding on 2 wheels, making my own adventures and seeing where the trail took me. I am not a competitive person, the majority of challenges I have faced in my life have been personal ones, and these have all shaped me into the person I am today, hopefully with a positive message to do what makes you happy and try to overcome your own personal battles.
A huge thank you to everyone involved in the making of this film and I look forward to peoples take on the film.
A couple of weeks ago I got a message from Temarah Galant, who's is one of Silverback Bikes brand and marketing + communications personnel.
Temarah went on to ask could I recall about 3 years ago, I had done an article as an ambassador for Silverback Bikes, going on to inform me that the piece had resonated within the cycling community, and it continued to inspire people.
Very kind words, truth be known I struggle to accept positive feedback, as for me, all I am doing is getting on with life and trying to make the best of some unfortunate circumstances.
Anyhoo Temarah asked would I be up for taking part in another feature, this time a sort of VLOG. Silverback Bikes have always been supportive of me so it's nice to offer something in return.
Temarah sent across around 16 questions and asked could I record myself answering them.
Now whilst I don't mind riding my bike and doing a video, I hate doing the close up talky interview bits. I consider myself not be at all photogenic, and just don't like seeing myself on camera. I can never get my words out LoL, and upon watching myself back, tend to pick out every last detail of what I don't like about myself...Hey we can't all be perfect I guess.
I had been waiting for the weather, to try and get a decent day for the video, it's now winter, who was I kidding, and as Temarah had kindly asked " do you think you can have it done by the 13th", I decided to head out on Thursday.
Questions and answers prepared after giving my responses some thought. I gathered my bikey bits n bobs, including my Silverback Synergy Fat Bike. My dad Ern who has just turned 83 on the 4th November offered to tag along. This would be handy as he could help me setup and read the questions, so that I could respond to them.
But hold on, we didn't get away immediately, firstly we couldn't find our small tripod, then after about half an hour of searching including in our loft we discovered it in our wee shed.
I told Ern "I'll ride over to the field where we used to take wor Baxter, and you can meet me there". Just as I went to set off on my bike my Bartlett Tendon Knee locked up..."Aww man".
So Ern and I decide to just pop my bike in the back of Erns mobile skip, that's what I call his car, and we headed off to do the interview.
When we arrived at the field, at the back of Langley View, the noise from the traffic on the bypass was just too loud. So I suggested Beamish Woods, down by Eden Place. We then walked back to the car, reloaded my bike, and headed over to Beamish.
Once at Beamish we unloaded the car and set off, me pushing my bike as obviously I couldn't ride it.We through the woods going down some steep bank sides, were there was a sort of trail, which was covered by beautifully coloured leaves all various golden colours and hues of browns until we found a suitable spot, where a fallen tree made a good spot to have a sit on and carryout the interview.
Now to the interview. I had decided to use my GoPro, hoping the onboard mic would be okay. Man doing the interview was harder than I thought. I just couldn't remember what I had written to each question, so had to ad-lib quite a lot. I got tongue tied, swore a canny bit when I didn't get what I wanted to say out and tried to not use " Mmm's & Err's".
Eventually I managed to get all 16 questions answered, wish I could have remembered exactly what I had written to each question, as it would have sounded a lot better I think it would look a bit daft sitting on a log reading out answers whilst also wearing my gigs.
A hike back to Erns car, I sometimes forget he is getting on in years. I mean there he was helping me push my bike up the steep side of a bank side with no complaints. I love spending time with my dad, although it is very frustrating at times as he is so hard of hearing these days, and his goto response is " What?".
Upon getting home and warmed through. With an inspection of my Bartlett Tendon it soon became apparent that a circlip had come off one of the pins in the knee. The pin had then gotten bent and it was this stopping the knee bending as it was catching the knee frame. Ern got to work on my knee as I went up to my room to download the footage we had just shot.
Upon checking the footage I was gutted to find my first interview question and answer missing, where the hell it had gone I'll never know. I did a small amount of editing, using Wondershare Filmora, using my new Mac Pro. I'm still trying to get to grips with the Apple Mac. Obviously I had to edit out all the sweary bits LoL. I didn't think it was appropriate to have " Aww Bollocks and Fecking Hell Man" included in an interview.
That done I sent the files to Temarah, so along with some of my videos I already have on YouTube I think Silverback Bikes should be able to make a decent VLOG.
Whilst we were down the woods it looked so pretty, what with all the fallen leaves, as mentioned, and with all the rainfall of late, there were pools of water, that had formed like little ponds. I decided I would return on my bike on Friday and have a little ride and play about, maybe shoot a video.
Silverback Synergy Fat Bike
Sometimes I just love being by myself, in my own little world doing my own thing, with no stresses and worries, playing around like a big kid. The woods were pretty soaked. It's funny the things that bring joy, for me it's riding through dry leaves and the sound as they crunch under my tyres, or on a cold winters day and again the sound of crunching ice as I ride over a frozen puddle. In the cold weather the feel of the fresh air as it burns your lungs and lets you know you are alive.
Friday morning, my dropper seat post won't pop up and for some reason as I set off on my Silverback Fat Bike the gears are all out of sink. I fiddled with the gear cable and managed to get a little better gear selection, then headed up the farmers trail, which would lead me to No Place, yes it's an actual name of a place, I then drop down to Beamish and the woods.
I began shooting footage, not really riding any particular trail, actually I tried to stay out of the dense wooded area, as I knew my GoPro wouldn't do well in the dark light.
It's hard work riding then having to come back for the camera, so each small movie I shoot although I have loads of footage, it's mainly going to and fro to start and stop the camera, then move it a little and place it for the next shot. There was some lovely lens flares to be had. I just figured out why the woods looked so dark...what a plonker I had my Oakley sunglasses on, which I think are way too dark in there lens. I think I'll keep these ones for the car and invest in a new pair with lighter lenses. They are just so expensive, as I'm practically blind without gigs I have to get prescription vary-focals...mega bucks.
I did pretty well yesterday I only slipped once in the thick mud, pity I didn't catch that on camera as it was hilarious, trying to catch myself with one leg that knows what it's supposed to be doing and a prosthetic one that I can't feel where it's placed and having a mind of its own, then doing the wild thing trying to keep my balance. Ultimately I didn't and fell in the mud. I also washed out on a particularly muddy bend, luckily just before a rock garden, with some pretty nasty looking sharp rocks.
After filming what `I thought was enough for a 5 minute video...How wrong was I LoL, I was beginning to get tired, man I miss my eBike. Don't get me wrong I love the Fat Bike, but that assistance to get home would have been nice.
As I was coming up the C2C I was just about to turn up towards Iceland and the steep bank to get me from the C2C to the carpark at Iceland, when "Snap" my inside tendon and cam went slack. As I checked my knee I discovered that the stud that holds the inside cam had sheared. "Damnit", this has now happened a few times. I had to take my leg off , sit on the wet ground and remove both cams and tendons completely, then pop the parts in my bag, followed by getting back up, dropping my shorts, whilst hopping about, and try and reattach my leg.
I then goy back on my bike and I was proper proud that I managed to climb the steep bank without getting off and then ride home through Mordor, also known as Stanley, then down and back to home.
My dad was in our back yard helping to mend my daughter's, partners car and my grand daughter Francesca was outside with her daddy. She looked a little cold, so after I washed my bike, she ended up coming inside and I guess I got roped into baby sitting. Francesca's 3 years old. I'm a bit out of practice with kids, in fact never really been good with them, give me a dog any day LoL. That said wor Francesca is a canny cute bairn and she was really well behaved, and it was nice to spend some time with her.
We watched TV, played pat a cake, listened to music and danced, drew pictures and coloured in and practiced counting, to the nursery Rhyme 1,2,3,4,5 Once I caught a Fish alive, Oh! and Francesca even had a go strumming on my guitar. She was fascinated by my prosthetic leg, especially my plastic foot with blue painted toe nails, however she now wants them painted her favourite colour red.
After Francesca had gone home with her dad I was able to have a shower, as I was filthy not having had a chance to get washed before baby sitting.
I then set about creating a short movie and searching for appropriate free music to accompany the feel and flow of the video. Hope you like it.
